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The animalistic qualities that 

all men crave are to be found;

sometimes hidden too far in the abyss

we call our heart,

but often times come into fruition through:

anger, love, hate, disease, fear.

To my left is a festering corpse of a man,

while taunting on the opposite side is perfection;

both are so demanding

and pretentious

I'd sooner be a basket case,

but I suppose I'm almost there.

I witness the daytime sky

baiting eyes on winter days --

the orange and pink mists

battle each other for originality.

They soon both lose as hot-silver gems

caress the infinite black-light,

and all is normal in this barbaric world.

It's a shame that rage will forever exist.